I can’t remember the last time I read an author’s work back to back. Even shorter works. Not because I don’t want to, necessarily, but because my crazy mount tbr is threatening to topple down and crush me underneath its pages. (It could happen...really.) But after Revolver, I felt compelled to get to the next in the queue for me from Mr. Hicks. Damn glad I did, too.
Chef Heinrich Schauer. Dinner for six. A Twelve-Course Tasting Meal. Invitation only. And this evening, a meal unlike anything ever known in the history of human consumption.
Well, that is quite an understatement. This dinner party goes to hell in a hand basket quicker than Thanksgiving dinner at my house after Uncle John slams his 6th scotch on the rocks. Another crazy good one from MPH.